creepy stalkers gets the girl

I just love Mary Kate, she was a fantastic witch in Beastly.

Television and movies love to tell the romantic story were the guy gets the girl. However, lately the way that the guy gets the girl becomes the issue. Who knew stalking was the new romantic thing to do.

I just watched Beastly where the male character truly stalks his love interest for a good portion of the movie. But its okay, he’s scared of his bad looks and her reaction to him – so he follows her learns her routine and is able to rescue her in her time of need. Well damn, if I followed someone every night eventually I’d be the knight in shinning armor too.

It would be one thing if this was new – but its not. I love me some vampires but they have the same issue. Angel was nothing if not a stalker to Buffy. Hiding in the shadows to rescue the damsel in distress, drawing her while she sleeps and just overall creepiness. I mean he broods … that makes it acceptable right?

Oh, I'm a vampire by the way. You didn't know?

Don’t forget books turned into television. Vampire Bill most certainly stalks Sookie, along with every other supernatural being in the series. There is just something about Sookie that attracts the crazy.

My issue with this is the reality. The movies and shows tell guys its okay to stalk – it lets you know her favorite candy to gain her favor and you can be her knight in shinning armor and rescue her when she needs it most. In real life it’s not so romantic. It’s creepy and it’s scary.

What’s worse – they encourage stalkers to do a better job. If you do it right you do get the girl in the end. So if you get a restraining order, you just didn’t stalk right. I’m worried about the message that this is sending to people. It’s okay to be stalked its romantic and its okay to do the stalking it lets you know the person better.

What happened to good old fashioned dates and talking.

Cheers to the stalker who get the girls in the imaginary world – you’re making the real that much more difficult to live in.

where did all the female wrestlers go

I remember a day when a female wrestler could stand up to a man and beat him. While I know that not every wrestler can be Chyna and hold the Intercontinental Championship, they can at least be expected to wrestle.

I loved the Lita vs. Trish Status fights. Molly Holly and Jacqueline. Athletic women fighting and being interesting. Not only were they beautiful, but deadly.

Now, I can’t help but cringe whenever I see the “Divas” make their way to the ring.

That’s the issue. The women are no longer wrestlers, they are Divas. Cute, sexy little things with little no ring talent. I mean seriously, Kelly Kelly can’t even come of the ropes. They don’t move.

I love strong females and the WWE Divas are not that. “The Divas of Doom” are trying to be that. They are athletic and can move around the ring – but they are forced to fight people like the Bella Twins. It just looks bad.

However, one redeeming factor is the return of Stephanie McMahon. I love her. She can take a joke like no one else, and she has power. Powerful women are hot. And she is just meddling away with the company right now.

 

writing a generation

I’m not sure if other generations had so much written about the way they think, feel, purchase and just an overall generalization of who we are. I’m so tired of reading about what my generation – millennials – is doing, and going to be doing.

Pet peeves. Every other day there is an article about what “we” are going to do, or how the world has to prepare for how we do things. It’s really frustrating to be told how you think. It definitely encourages me to do the opposite.

And, what did I do – I went and wrote an article on gaming and included a section on millennials.

FML. So hypocritical.

I love my story. I was able to talk about gaming. But I also talked about my generation – which is really funny because the average gamer is actually a Gen X-er (age 37). Ugh.

I’m still not over the whole idea, I just hope that I don’t have to do it again.

too young to remember

Within the past week two students that I went to high school with have died. It hasn’t even been 10 years since I graduated. It’s just crazy to me that people so young can have their lives stripped from them.

I know conventionally that people in modern times have a longer life expectancy; however, it feels so much like we are losing people at a much younger age. It used to be once you made it out of infancy you chances increased heavily – now, teens and twenty year olds are struggling to survive. And the hardest part of saying goodbye to someone young is seeing their life as unfulfilled. They never had the chance to truly live. Which in some ways is true, but they did live and we have to accept that.

Saying goodbye is never easy, but hopefully it can get a little easier with each passing day.

inked

I would not say that I am addicting to ink, but I sure do enjoy the art of tattooing. Each person see’s their body differently – some see it as a temple and choose not do anything that they consider to be toxic to their body, while others bleach their hair and tan their bodies in order to achieve an ideal of beauty. I consider my skin to be canvas that is marked by life, be it a scar from childhood or a tattoo or even a piercing.

Tattoos are something I have always enjoyed from temporary to henna and now the real deal. Each tattoo has a meaning and represents me in its own way – yet I’m so annoyed by the “what does it mean” question. It’s so annoying to be asked that question, mainly because I don’t really want to share and usually the person doesn’t like your answer. Most people expect to have some profound reason for the tattoo because it’s so permanent. Well damn, if I thought it was pretty isn’t that good enough?

Yesterday I got to sit through the very exciting process of getting my fifth tattoo – Japanese cherry blossoms on my right foot. Any Google search will tell you the meaning of the blossom, but the tattoo means even more because my cousin did that tattoo for me. It gives it just that added meaning.

Ink is a part of my life, it doesn’t really agree with my career choice – corporate America does not like individuality or any rebelesque type look, but it’s who I am and I am not ashamed. I will continue to fill my body with ink and be a walking canvas. And I can’t wait for the next one